My Stepbrother - Zarry

I Felt Something - 09

Harry's P.O.V

The alarm clock beeped like it was inside my ears, forcing me to reach out to stop it. I rubbed my eyes, trying to make them adjust to the light.

As I was trying to get up, I noticed light snoring right beside me. I turned to see Zayn, with his arm wrapped around my torso.

I don't know why, but I put my hand out to caress his cheek. I couldn't help myself, he just looked so peaceful, with a small smile decorating his features, and his hair falling on his forehead.

Just as I felt my hand touch his skin, I pulled away, realising that this wasn't right.

I pushed his hand away from me, but his grip was too tight.

"Zayn? Zayn? Zayn, wake up. I have to go to work."

"Hmm..."

"Zayn? Zayn! Get up!"

I put on all my strength on his hand, pushing it away from me, turns out that much wasn't needed.

Thump

"Ouch." I mumbled. Having fallen face-forward on the floor.

I felt a strong pair of arms pull me up and seat me on the bed.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"What happened to you?"

"Oh. It was just that... umm... you had your arm around me. And I was trying to get up and push you away because you were holding me like I was going to disappear if you didn't. But, I guess I'm stronger than I think I am, and when I put on all of my force there, I ended up on the floor. The end."

I turned to face him, expecting an immediate apology, but instead, I found out that he was trying to control his laughter. As apparently, he was finding this situation as completely hilarious.

"Stop that!"

More laughing

"I said stop it!"

"You do not realise how stupid that made you sound, do you?" Zayn finally spoke, with a huge smile on his face.

"Hey!" I spoke in an annoyed tone as I hit his shoulder playfully.

"That's the only thing that you have done that I have ever found funny."

I couldn't help but smile at Zayn. It's first time I've ever seen him laugh like that, and I had to admit, it was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

"You should laugh more often. It suits you." I spoke out of nowhere, not knowing I had said that until I heard myself.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Umm... Thanks." Zayn suddenly got nervous as he rubbed the back of his neck.

We both stared at each other. And as much as I wanted to, I couldn't tear my eyes away from his.

I searched for words. For something to say, because I couldn't help the tingling in the pit of my stomach, and Zayn was the cause for it.

He reached out for my hand and held it in his own. I looked up at him and saw a smile, but it was more than just a smile. It held something more than that.

He leaned towards me, and I felt myself doing the same.

Just as our lips were an inch away from each other, I came back to my senses and went as far away from him as I could.

"I... I have to go for work."